Eve Thompson's eyes were clear and distinct, and she innocently stared at Irvin Sharman: "What's wrong?"
However, the corners of her lips curled up in an imperceptible arc. She had long been annoyed by his narcissistic demeanor. Wasn't he the one who asked her to order? She would order a dish that the restaurant didn't have and see what he would do!
Moreover, she really loved stir-fried meat. Chinese restaurants abroad were especially expensive. Before becoming a hacker, her living expenses were very low. She could only afford one stir-fried meat dish each time, and eventually, it became her habit.
Irvin Sharman's face quickly returned to normal. He sighed and nodded to the waiter.
The waiter hesitated: "Uhm..."
Isn't there a Mexican Restaurant next door? Ask someone to order and bring it over."
The waiter: "...Yes."
Although there was no precedent for this, who could argue against the request of a VIP?!
